If Seeker Adeline would have been a Force user herself, she would have known that Garren Shain was bluffing. As it was, she despised all users of the Force, and thus she was unable to sense this. Contemptously, she spat on the freezer floor. Her spittle turned instantly to ice, crystallizing near the drops of the blood from Anna Organ's broken nose. Anna herself was still crying, relieved to be finally free of Seeker Adeline's boot from the sensitive area.

"Go, then." The Seeker scowled. "You are not a user of the Force, and yet you seem to be their ally. Take this headless corpse with you, and get out of my sight. If I ever see you again, rest assured you will pay with your life."

Juhani slowly brought her head up from the controls. "Someone close to me has just died. Violently and quickly. I can only pray that they died without any pain."

She glanced over at the sith and then back to the control panel as a light suddenly came on. "When we get back to Coruscant, there is close friend of mine that I want you to meet."

She smiled as she remembered some of the things that Jolee had taught her. "His name is Jolee Bindo and he fought in both the Great Sith War and the Jedi Civil War. He is quite possibly one of the wisest jedi left and an excellent teacher. He manages to suprise even me sometimes."

She looked at the light and the message that was under it. "We're approaching Coruscant. We should be able to lose whoever it is in the traffic around the planet.

She opened up a comnlink to the planet below. "This is Jedi Knight Juhani, We are approaching the planet and request permission to land at the Jedi Temple. We also have a hostile ship in purusit, requesting that fighters be sent up to take care of the hostile."

Juhani had barely finished speaking before a squadren of fighters shot past the Ebon Blade and headed for the ship behind them and then a voice responded to her over the comnlink.

"Jedi knight Juhani this is Temple control, you are cleared to land at landing pad C."

As Juhani and Perdante docked on Landing Pad C, the former Sith Initiate said, "The 'hostile' you mentioned was none other than my old Master. Don't worry. I sent him a little message of my own--one that will cause him a lot of pain."

For a moment Juhani could see the calculating gleam in Perdante's eyes that had made her a prime candidate for Sith training, even as a young child.

Some armored droids came up to greet the two. "Identify yourselves, please."

"Likewise." Garren replied, and carried Jolee's body out while supporting Anna. After they made it back to his ship. He started transmitting the recording from his electrobinoculars to Republic Intelligence, and set a course for the Jedi Temple. "This is Garren Shain, a smuggler working for the Republic, requesting permission to land. I'm carrying Jedi Knight Anna Organ, rescued from the Gathering Place of the Found. She requires immediate medical treatment for a broken nose, a concussion, and potential hypothermia. I'm also carrrying the body of Jedi Master Jolee Bindo, murdered by the leader of the Found." He sent out to the Jedi Temple's docking control.

((Sorry, Cyborg Ninja/Zen, you missed your chance to kill Anna. Don't worry--you'll have another chance later, when the Seeker sends you out after her!))

Gathering Place of the Found, Coruscant

Seeker Adeline hated to lose. She was not like Perdante, who had humbly accepted her defeat at the hands of a more-than-worthy opponent. Instead, being vanquished only whetted her appetite for vengeance and retribution. Upon hearing that one of the lesser Pilgrims had committed some infraction--attempting to engage in "carnal relations" with a fellow Pilgrim, and one of the same gender as well--Adeline did the same to him as she had done to Jolee.

"None of that will be tolerated," she said to those few congregants who still remained in the Gathering Place of the Found. "Disperse, all of you. Celebrate."

"Andor Vex?" asked Perdante. "Hmmm...That name sounds oddly familiar, but I can't quite place it." She slipped her hands behind her back and followed Juhani and Psycho into the main section of the ornate and beautiful Jedi Temple.

"This place--it seems so fresh, so golden. Clean. I feel like I don't belong here." After a pause, she added, "After all, I was a Sith Initiate. Had I still been one, those two droids that we met earlier might have shot me on sight. I assume they're programmed to differentiate between friendlies and hostiles?" A smile.

Zen looked over as Adeline executed a pilgrim. He looked into her eyes and noticed something was wrong. She seemed to be irritated by something or perhaps someone? Zen walked over to her and bowed down to her like he always did.

"Noble Seeker," he began allowing his head to move up a little noticing her knee. "Noble Seeker you are injured...whoever did this to you I will hunt down if they have not died by your hands already," he said in a whisper.

Fethe once fallowed the path of the dark side, he felt the dark side when it arrived at the temple, it was not a strong one, but he could still feel some of the strong emotions the dark side creates. Fethe had now left the quarter of Master Brianna, since he last spoke to her about the vision, leaving her alone to meditate on the proposal given by him. Fethe then fallowed the presence of thin dark force and headed towards it. He saw Juhani, the Cathar war hero with another woman.

“Welcome to the temple”- Fethe said to both

"Evil is a word used by the ignorant and the weak. The dark side is about survival. It's about unleashing your inner power. It glorifies the strength of the individual."

Perdante smiled but did not speak. She could sense, through the Force, that the Jedi before her picked up the traces of the Dark Side upon her presence. "Thank you," was all she answered, giving a small bow at the waist to Fethe.

Gathering Place of the Found, Coruscant

Zen could hear the grinding of the noble Seeker's perfectly-white teeth. Good thing they had all been capped and crowned at the age of six, part of the plastic surgeries and beauty rituals her mother had made her undergo in order to make her a pageant queen. Before finding the Truth, Adeline had been the most beautiful human on the planet of Coruscant, "modified" or not. Fame, wealth, and suitors had been hers. Before Adeline had found her path, she had been worse than lost. She had been spiritually dead--soulless.

Now she knew better. The Truth was the Way, the Path and the Life.

There is no other way. There is no other way...

"The one you have captured has escaped," announced the Seeker. "Or, rather, I should say she was rescued by some scum who infiltrated our sacred Complex! One was a Jedi himself; the other, a non-Force-user. I slew the Jedi, as he should have been slain. He was defending the condemned prisoner and trying to save her. As for the other one..."

She smiled. "I want him dead, with his head obviously missing...or near-missing."

Garren then approached Juhani and Perdante. "You mentioned Jolee Bindo? I'm sorry to inform you that he was murdered by the Found. I was able to bring his body back here, however, and save the Jedi he was trying to rescue. I'm sorry for your loss." He said to Juhani, and knowing her reputation, feared how she might react.

Psycho grunted when they entered the Jedi Temple. He never really cared for the place, it just usually gave him the chills. He was startled when the man that arrived gave the knew of the death of Jolee. Even Psycho knew that man was one hell of a jedi. Whoever these "Found" members are, they must be very tough to kill.

Gathering Place of the Found, Coruscant

Zen listened to Adeline talk of a Jedi and non force wielder rescue the Jedi he captured. He was angered the non force wielder escaped and felt as if this being was dishonoring him. He allowed a small smile to escape when he was told to kill this person.

"You are the arm of The Found and I am your blade. You point in a direction and I shall slice whatever stands in our path. When would you have me leave?"

"You mentioned Jolee Bindo? I'm sorry to inform you that he was murdered by the Found. I was able to bring his body back here, however, and save the Jedi he was trying to rescue. I'm sorry for your loss."

"So much for Andor Vex..."

No...this can't be true! Jolee can't be dead! The old man can't be dead!

Juhani staggered past the smuggler and the sith and then walked into one of the rooms where a large crowd of experienced Jedi Masters and Knights were gathered around a single table.

Please...no. He was the only one I could talk to! He can't be dead! He can't be dead!

She pushed past the assembled masters and knights who tried to keep her away but they couldn't stop her. She walked as though she was in a daze, until she finally reached the table and looked down at the headless body of her comrade and old friend.

"J-Jolee..." She whispered in shock.

She fell to her knees and simply stared at the body. Her mind was a total blank except for the good times she had had with jolee.

no...No....NO!

Juhani then stood up and simply leaned over the body of her friend and let the tears begin to fall.

Fethe was surprised to what happened to Jolee, and a experienced Jedi Master was killed by the new menace, Fethe maintained his emotions, knowing not to fall to them because it is the Jedi way not to, he had no emotion. “He is one with the force now”- Fethe said as he looks at Juhani and the body of Jolee. “Inform Master Brianna of this matter”- Fethe tells an apprentice, “Smuggler, you must know where the killers are, do you have any useful information” Fethe asks

"Evil is a word used by the ignorant and the weak. The dark side is about survival. It's about unleashing your inner power. It glorifies the strength of the individual."

"If you do not wish to feast and celebrate with the other Pilgrims," answered Seeker Adeline, "then I suggest you leave immediately." She gave Zen a brief description of Garren Shain, the "non-Force user" she had mentioned. "I would be very pleased if you managed to slice through the muscles in his neck first, and leave his head hanging halfway on his body, before bringing him to me."

What is it with me and decapitation? she thought. Why do I prefer such a method of execution? Is it only because it is so quick and painless?

No. This face I wear--it is not my real face. My real face, and head, were taken away. Reshaped. I do not even know what I looked like as a baby.

If I cannot have the head with which I was born, my foes shall not have theirs.

Jedi Temple, Coruscant

Perdante tried to follow Juhani, wherever she ran, but the security droids in the Jedi Temple would not let her. They simply picked her up and carried her to the waiting area in the Temple courtyard when the former Sith Initiate refused to be escorted. "We apologize for the inconvenience," they said, "but you are attempting to enter a restricted area. Visitors may not go inside without the proper authorization, which you don't have. Come with us."

When Perdante wouldn't, they hoisted her into the air and bore her away.

"A woman who called herself Seeker Adelina, the leader of a very dangerous cult called the Found. They intend to kill every single Force User in the galaxy." Garren explained. "My name is Garren Shain; I am a smuggler the Republic hired to investigate the Found. I have already transmitted my findings to Republic Intelligence, but if you wish, I can provide you with a copy as well."

Meta sometimes wished he was any other species. This was not out of a belief that any other species might be better than his own, but so he wouldn't have to keep explaining what the hell he was every time he walked into a room. Sometimes he had to lie and other times Meta told the truth when he should have lied. Such was this case, in which Meta had inadvertently stumbled into a meeting between the highest powers of the Republic.

There were moments in life that were sometimes simply to awkward for normal sentient creatures. What partially made Meta and his species so effective in negotiations was their ability to cut straight to the point, which was exactly what he did at that point. He announced that he was the last metallic organism of an extinct race from another universe, and that he was basically just traveling through when he happened to land in on their top secret meeting. Recently Meta's means of traveling between universes had become more imprecise, and he was bound to land in places he didn't want to. Naturally, the top leaders did the one thing anyone in their position might do: stick a gun in his face and tell him to get on a dissection table. After the tools failed to break his natural armor (either by incapability or destruction) and after innumerable scans, database cross-references, and even examination from a Jedi, they finally believed at least the part where he wasn't organic. The only thing that made them nervous was the Jedi being nervous, as Meta was a dead spot in the Force. After the big mix up, Meta and the leaders of the Republic made a deal: they would recognize Meta as a citizen of their government and give him free reigns to go where he wanted, with whatever funding he needed for the trip. In return, he would help them save the Jedi.

If there's one thing that people expected from a metallic species was that he would know rocks. Technically they were right, though Meta really hated looking at rocks all day long and would sometimes pretend to be offended by the presumption. He was not in the playful mood though, and looking at rocks was better than being cut open. The issue that Meta had stepped in on had been about rocks, rocks that were being used to essentially neuter the Jedi. More specifically, it was about a mineral substance that, when injected into a Force-user, would render them unable to use the Force. The substance, Meta had already deduced, was artificial in nature but old enough that it could be mistaken for being a natural occurrence. He had also deduced that the only people who would have an interest in investing the time and money to go through the process of removing the Force were those with a seriously bad taste in their mouth about the whole civil war thing. Deductions were not what the brass wanted though. They wanted answers to meta-physical questions that Meta simply couldn't give at the moment, so was in the process of investigating.

At the moment, Meta was in the process of trying to run a controlled test as to the actual effects of the substance. The problem? Getting a willing participant.

“What happened to one for all or the selfless Jedi?” Meta asked as the next knight walked away without a word. He was half-tempted just to gag the man and run the tests with or without the consent part. That wouldn't be looked on kindly though, especially in the middle of the Jedi Temple. Meta certainly couldn't ask one the masters do it, since the point of his mission was to help without being acknowledge.

All of that went out of the window when Meta walked toward the entrance of the complex and found himself in the midst of a crowd with a crying cat-lady in the background and a headless body. He did manage to walk in just in time to hear the man Rolan explain who caused the disturbance, as well as its source. An interesting and possibly fruitful lead, though there were always people who would love and hate force users. Meta decided to hang in the crowd, if somewhat standing out, to hear more.

Perdante was an impatient woman. She had always been, and always would be, unless she received some intense Jedi training to remove (or at least curb) her impulsivity. Still feeling embarrassed and angry at being removed from the main section of the Temple by its annoying security droids, she went back inside.

Where was Juhani? Pinpointing her through the Force, Perdante sensed she was in a large room, in a meeting with several other Force users. Jedi Masters. Taking her chances, the young woman tried to blend in with the traffic that was coming and going around the near vicinity of the room. Success at last!

However, something--someone?--caught her eye. Was it a droid? She had no idea, but something told her that this--thing--meant her no harm. In fact, it had not meant anyone harm ever since it had arrived at the Jedi Temple.

She snuck closer to it, feeling an aura of safety and protection in her soul.

[This is a bit random, but I feel pretty disappointed that the fighter scene I started ended in such an abrupt notice without even a little bit of my part in it. Just airing this out. You guys pretty much assumed that for every action you make, my reaction would be favorable to your plans. :| ]

"A woman who called herself Seeker Adelina, the leader of a very dangerous cult called the Found. They intend to kill every single Force User in the galaxy. My name is Rolan Shain; I am a smuggler the Republic hired to investigate the Found. I have already transmitted my findings to Republic Intelligence, but if you wish, I can provide you with a copy as well."

The Grand Master of the Order nodded once as she tried to pull Juhani away from the body with no success. The cathar was still sobbing heavily over the body of her former friend.

"Juhani...I know this hurts. I know that this hurts more then you can believe but you need to let go. Master Bindo has become one with the force and there's nothing we can do anymore."

Juhani didn't hear her. She simply continued sobbing.

Brianna sighed heavily. She motioned for the one of the apprentices to go and get the sith that Juahni had come with, perhaps she could talk some sense back into Juhani.

Psycho wasn't a man of compassion, in fact its very likely he has no clue what the word means. Compassion was the one thing that made him stick out from everyone else, the one thing that made him a monster. Had he been in Juhani's shoes perhaps he too would be sobbing but for now all he could think of was killing these Found members.

Gathering Place of the Found, Coruscant

Zen nodded his head at Adeline after learning this rescuer's name; Garren Shain. Though the man had rescued the Jedi he captured and dishonored him in the process he still felt he was worthy to die a noble death in combat.

"I will bring the body to you Seeker, in the mean time would have me do anything else before I go after this Garren Shain?" Zen asked her.

"As a matter of fact," said the Seeker (in a matter-of-fact way, of course), "I need you to check on the status of our intelligence. I know that the Republic has been gathering it upon us and our sacred sect, but what can you find out from Pilgrim Operative Zelain about our efforts to infiltrate the Republic's computer consoles? I want all of their files on us erased by tomorrow."

She narrowed her eyes. "If they are not, I shall become very displeased."

Displeasing the Seeker was, literally, a matter of life and death in this case...

Jedi Temple, Coruscant

Perdante rushed forward to the weeping Juhani, who sobbed over the headless body of her friend and comrade, Jolee Bindo. At the exact same moment, twelve Jedi Masters leapt into action, their lightsabers ignited.

"Halt right there, Sith," they ordered, "or we'll remove you from our Temple in a more permanent fashion than we were planning on. Surrender!"

The former Initiate knelt immediately and lifted her quivering hands high.

Fethe did not turned on his lightsaber, instead he decided to speak. “Tells us Sith, what is the purpose of you're visit?”- Fethe said “The Dark side it is not the way, I once walked you're path but now I walk the path of light and peace, you too can walk this path if you let us help you”

"Evil is a word used by the ignorant and the weak. The dark side is about survival. It's about unleashing your inner power. It glorifies the strength of the individual."

Grand Master Brianna moved between the Jedi Masters and the sith who had her hands held up high in the air.

"Enough of this! The sith is unarmed, and I sense no hostile intentions from her."

She turned to the sith and nodded. "As long as you do not cause any trouble for anyone here, you are welcome to stay for as long as you need to. But I warn you, if you cause any trouble you will be confined to a holding cell."

Brianna then moved over to Juhani and grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet.

"You must get ahold of yourself Juhani! Jolee's death was a great loss to the order and I know you must be hurting but right now the Order needs you. Why don't you go to your quarters and rest...I know today must have been hard for you."

Juahni nodded once and still sobbing headed for her quarters. She had to inform the former crew of the Ebon Hawk of Jolee's death. It was one of the few things she could do.

Brianna turned to the sith and motioned for her to come closer. "I would like you to keep an eye on Juhani. That old man was the closest thing she had to a father figure, I'm afraid that she may go after his killer."

"Go after his killer?" Perdante asked suddenly. "That task is far more suited to someone who knows the ways of the Sith than the Jedi. Let me redeem myself by doing just that, at Juhani's side. She has become my new liege since I lost to her in battle. I know I do not deserve such an honor, Grand Master, but if I am only a pawn in this game of living dejarik, at least let me be her pawn..."

She remained kneeling. "It's the least I can do, after what I've done."

There were a couple reasons that Meta actually liked this galaxy and was considering citizenship within its dominant government. For one, he could pursue literally anything he wanted to, with the exception of race or sex specific jobs such as table dancing and cosmetic tester. He could be a pilot, an explorer, a scientist, and probably a government official even if he worked at it. The only thing that slightly limited him was the unfamiliarity of this galaxy with metallic lifeforms, which was understandable. The chances of organic life occurring naturally were small odds and the numbers for the occurrence of metallic life were trillions of times smaller. Chemical bonds, suitable environment, and etc all made species like his unique in more ways than one and occasionally feared. Not in a galaxy like this one though, where there were so many absolutely beautiful and ugly species that looking at Meta without his clothes on, people would think he was some tribal steel statue.

However, it was the more mysterious nature of his appearance, being covered completely in brown clothing with a set of ancient human night goggles, a hat, and a purple funny-looking weapon that might trigger an attack if Meta were to step forward for the woman. There were probably some Jedi who would like a chance to get a slice at him for having the gall to ask them to test the effects of a Force-inhibiting mineral.

One question that puzzled Meta immensely since his arrival had been why the Jedi were considered so important to the Republic. Countless governments had been formed and survived without this religious group that tapped into a universal power, yet this Republic owed its very survival to the self-proclaimed peacekeepers. Yet with the very presence of the Jedi, the faction known as the Sith had emerged with destructive tendencies that laid waste to the galaxy multiple times. It was no wonder that this cult had finally emerged, known as 'The Found', to get rid of all force users. Even they though were misguided. If they really wanted to stop the problem, then they'd need to stop the source: the Force. How one would go about doing that, Meta imagined, would probably be the same way that his species cleansed any universe of magical capabilities when integrating it into the empire. Or how it used to, at least.

When the 'Sith', as the woman became known, offered to hunt the killer of the old man, Meta became more interested. Granted, the solemn vow and crying stuff was getting boring, but he could live with it if it meant achieving his goal. He didn't want to make his own proposal in a crowd where anyone could be listening, so Meta decided that he would approach someone from the general group about it later.

Fethe was hearing the complete conversation, he was thinking about what both where speaking “You're planning using you Sith teachings against you're master? You will only fall more to the dark side, and for Juhani we must be careful, she could fall into her emotions if she decides to take up the task of looking this Sith lord”- Fethe said, giving an advice and hoping for them to take it. “We need more time to think about this, it is too soon, Master Brianna, gather the council and take this matter to them”

"Evil is a word used by the ignorant and the weak. The dark side is about survival. It's about unleashing your inner power. It glorifies the strength of the individual."

Fethe looks at the woman, he feels good intention on her, she could be fooling him but he does believe that a person can change and be brought to the light. “I would say that you should learn the ways of the Jedi, You have training on the force and in the lightsaber I suppose, you will only need training in controlling you're emotions and how to walk the path of the lightside” Fethe said “Let us help you, do you accept the chance you have?”

"Evil is a word used by the ignorant and the weak. The dark side is about survival. It's about unleashing your inner power. It glorifies the strength of the individual."

Perdante winked and shook her head slyly. "Lightsaber?" she asked. "Not yet. If I would have completed my assigned mission--that is, slain Juhani, removed her heart, and brought it back to my Master--then I would have surely received it. However, I am afraid I've only been trained in vibroblades and blaster pistols."

Looking at the Jedi Masters as a whole, standing in a circle all around her, she nodded. "I indeed accept this chance," she said, "and wish to be trained as a Jedi. All I need at this point is a Master...someone like Juhani..."

"Where should I go, and what should I do in the meantime, good Masters? I swear to you that my intentions are honorable."

Brianna nodded at the former sith and looked her over with an appraising eye. "In my time as Grand Master I have encountered many sith. You are one of the few, actually the only one I've extended my trust to. If you truley wish to help us, go to Juhani's quarters and try and help her through this difficult time in her life. Right now she needs someone she is familiar with to spend time with."

“I would say that you should learn the ways of the Jedi, You have training on the force and in the lightsaber I suppose, you will only need training in controlling you're emotions and how to walk the path of the lightside”

Brianna shook her head and glanced over at Fethe. He belives that he speaks for the council. He sometimes forgets his place.

"I indeed accept this chance, and wish to be trained as a Jedi. All I need at this point is a Master...someone like Juhani..."

"We will consider you for Jedi training if you can help Juhani through this difficult time in her life. Walking the path of the Jedi requires compassion. If you can help Juhani you will pass your first test."

“You heard Master Brianna, prove you're self.” Fethe said as he looks at the Grand Master with a eye to eye conversation “Master Brianna, if you need any help on the training with her, let me know for I have passed thru that experience of changing paths”

Fethe then left the room and headed towards his chamber, he has decided to go and meditate, think about what is happening.

"Evil is a word used by the ignorant and the weak. The dark side is about survival. It's about unleashing your inner power. It glorifies the strength of the individual."

"If you want my opinion, the Found are bigger problem right now than the Sith. In fact, the Sith are just as threatened by the Found as you are." Garren pointed out. "But I should be off. Republic Intelligence will want to speak with me in person." He started walking out, but paused, took a datapad out of his pocket, and handed it to Fethe. "Make sure the Jedi Council sees this. It's everything I recorded from the Found's headquarters here on Coruscant." He added.

Dominic stood in the shadows of the meeting hall, his arms folded over his chest as he leaned against the wall. He listened to the sounds of the party going outside, but he paid them no mind. In reality, he had no interest at all in the celebrations...but at the same time, he didn't much feel like going home tonight. He should go, he knew...the party was in his honor, for God's sake, but if Zen wasn't going to be there, then why should he have to show up?

So he watched silently as the Seeker gave her orders to the other Pilgrim, and then Zen left. But even as he was left alone with Adeline, he didn't speak, not even certain if she realized that he was still there.

Seeker Adeline noticed the lone figure remaining with her. "Ah! Pilgrim Dominic." She motioned for him to step forward, and he did so. "Now that everyone else is at the celebration feast, please tell me: How many Jedi were slain in the explosion of the Enclave ruins that you caused upon Dantooine?" Silence. "That's...what I thought. As I said, no matter. It's the Sith we want to kill immediately. The Jedi we must warn if we're going to offer them a second chance. Gain through Loss is preferable to death, as that sniveling neophyte Anna Organ proves." A near-murderous scowl crossed her face.

"She was rescued! I myself had to go down to the freezers and slaughter the worthless Force-using fool who tried to pull it off! True, I did not give you much of an opportunity to do your own killing, but you should have been guarding the prisoner more carefully." She shook her head.

"I have a special task for you, a service I wish you to perform. If you truly want to redeem yourself after this little fiasco with the young girl, bring me a single Jedi. Alive. I don't care if he or she is an Initiate, Apprentice, or a full Master. If you can manage to subdue and capture him or her, I will promote you, as I am going to promote Pilgrim Zen for doing such a thing already."

Seeker Adeline smiled. "Go...and do not fail me this time, Pilgrim Dominic."

Jedi Temple, Coruscant

Perdante was pointed in the direction of Juhani's quarters. Hesitantly, she went inside, finding the Cathar kneeling before her bed, with her face buried in the pillow. Almost noiselessly, the Sith Initiate knelt down beside her.

"Juhani?" she asked softly. "Is there anything I can do? Anything at all?"

Zen nodded his head once more and left the gathering place. He made his way to the feast where he knew he would find Pilgrim Zelain. As soon he entered the party he was greeted by thunderous applause. It did feel good to be cheered on by his brothers and sisters but he had a much more important business. After some searching he found Pilgrim Zelain in a corner talking to some other pilgrims. Zen made his way over to him and dismissed the others talking to him.

"Pilgrim Zen what a pleasant surprise," he said looking up at the Sangheili.

With that Zen left the party and made his way to the hangar where his ship would be waiting for him. He stared up at his ship and smiled at its Sangheili based design. He hopped inside and set some coordinates for outside the Jedi Temple. He figured Garren would drop the Jedi off and he would be able to not only kill him but take the jedi as well. It would be a tricky assignment but he felt it necessary to redeem himself.

Jedi Temple, Coruscant

Psycho stared at the body of Jolee intently. He crouched down by it and looked at the part of the neck where the head was taken off. He raised an eyebrow before standing up to look at Brianna.

"There's no burn mark here, Master Bindo was cut by some type of vibroblade. His body shows no sign of battle which means it wasn't a long fight, my guess he was taken by surprise. These Found members must be able to hide themselves from the force if they were able to do this," Psycho theorized.